our summer made her light escape into the beautiful...

'as imperceptibly as grief

the summer lapsed away, -

too imperceptible, at last,

to seem like perfidy.

a quietness distilled,

as twilight long begun,

or nature, spending with herself

sequestered afternoon.

the dusk drew earlier in,

the morning foreign shone, -

a courteous, yet harrowing grace,

as guest who would be gone.

and thus, without a wing,

 or service of a keel,

 our summer made her light escape

into the beautiful.'

~ emily dickinson

happy autumnal equinox.  

working on a fall garland tutorial to share with you...